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Tea Planter Turned Naturalist
“The forest is a peculiar organism of unlimited kindness and benevolence that makes no demands for its sustenance and extend generously the products of its activity: it affords protection to all beings, offering shade even to the axeman who destroys it. “-Gautama Buddha-
Ever since reading these words as a boy and each time thereafter, the words meant more and more to me. Hence, I felt compelled to start reading Max Morgan Davies’ book From Ceylon to Sri Lanka-experiences of a naturalist tea planter. I started from the chapter titled “Sinharaja Rainforest” which is headed by the above quotation.
What I learnt from this reading greatly enhanced what I knew of this forest reserve from visits years ago. He wrote of some politicians in the 1970s who had commenced logging operation but was mercifully stopped in the nick of time by then Prime Minister J.R. Jayewardene (who became President by an amendment to the constitution in 1978) in 1977. Recent newspaper articles indicate that another set of these vandals destroyed this national treasure by constructing a five foot wide road and clearing a part of forest for tourist hotels.
Even Wilpattu has not been spared – a motorable road runs right through the reserve. These acts indicate the ignorance of these perpetrators of a national crime which calls for all persons in a position to do so “to play a role in the ongoing effort to save Sinharaja from new intrusions which threaten its existence as a unique biosphere area declared a World Heritage Site in 1984”. This was the situation in the mid 1970s.
What is equally disturbing is the loss of the country’s forest cover excluding the reserves. In 1992 it was 2,046,599 acres (A Guide to the National Parks of Sri Lanka – Department of Wildlife Conservation). By 2008, in just 16 years, it was decreased to 1,421,954 acres (Dept of Census and Statistics – obtained ever the telephone after a great deal of persuasion!). A 30% decease. If allowed to decline at this rate, by 2070 there will be no forest cover except in the sanctuaries and that too if allowed to exist undisturbed.
The book was lent my by a friend as he presumed I would have met the author who was a planter in the upcountry for about 10 years until he left for Tanganyika in 1959 to take up the position of assistant warden of a conservation area. Although I do not recall meeting him, his name came immediately to mind as every planter of a region, if he had not met another, knew him by name as the community was small and the Planters Clubs brought them together. I remember the author was an assistant in the Ury Group in the mid 1950s when I was in charge of the Tea Research Institute’s substation at Passara.
Morgan-Davies writes practically nothing about planting per se but writes briefly about his movement up the ladder professionally. Two things that drew my attention were that within three months of employment he was able to buy a BSA 350 motorbike and about three years later a Morris Minor Tourer. That was how salaries, particularly of mercantile executives, matched the costs of goods.
Today, or even earlier, an assistant superintendent in an estate, I guess, will have to save for almost a lifetime to buy a 1,500 cc Japanese car assuming that prices and salaries move as they do now. Shows how things have changed for the worse over the last 60 years in this country when our neighbors –India, Thailand, the Maldives, Malaysia, Singapore have progressed; India particularly with a population of over a billion.
I have digressed – carried away by a great sadness for all of us who could lead better lives and haven’t even hope of doing so, as things are, even though resources were and are available in plenty.
Although Morgan – Davies lived in this country for roughly 10 years and made visits in 2002, 2004, 2005, (periods of stay not indicated), he reveals an unmistakable love for the country, its jungles, and the simple people he associated with on his shoots by himself and hunting trips with others. During these outings he gathered a great deal about the customs, habits, history folk lore etc. Of wildlife he writes extensively and with authority.
There is an entire chapter on Sardiel’s fame/notoriety commencing with his birth in 1832 and death by hanging for murder on May 7, 1864. Of his schooling the author writes “and the so-called affluent class of village boys wearing shorts…..” If Sardiel was in school at five years of age in 1837, the British dress of short trousers would not have been adopted in remote Utuwankande in just about 22 years from the signing of the Kandyan convention in 1815. According to the author, Sardiel’s criminal record began with his stealing silverware from an army officer’s dining room in Colombo where he was employed as a young man. Even before, he was guilty of pilfering brinjals from a chena close to his home and was praised and encouraged by his mother for helping her. Hence petty crimes had grown to serious criminality as time went on.
Of Ratnapura Morgan-Davies writes: “….The Kelani Valley was once not only lush tropical forest but home to extinct rhinoceros and hippopotamus and wild pig…..” Today thousands or millions of years later, Ratnapura has a New Town which looks like an abandoned town after the Law Courts finish for the day and the Old Town crowded with its architectural monstrosities of gem mudalalis’ houses and their shopping complexes.
The author writes about the Residency at Ratnapura which was until recently the official residence of the Government Agent of Sabaragamuwa and was occupied by Morgan-Davies senior in the 1940s. He mentions that the same premises were occupied by Ehelepola Maha Nilame during the rule of Sri Wickrama Rajasingha (1798-1815). My recollection of this sprawling bungalow and acres of lawn was when Mr. A.R. Ratnavale my teacher at Trinity, joined the then Ceylon Civil Service and was posted as GA, Sabaragamuwa Province. He held many other responsible positions and finally was our Ambassador to Germany.
Recollection – Law, Order, Discipline
In an advanced state of age one cannot often remember the name of a person whose face is very familiar or for that matter, sometimes, what was eaten at dinner the previous evening. A younger friend recently said that when asked for the registration number of his car, he had to take a look at it from his office window. Strangely however, some events, significant or not in school and thereafter going back decades, come readily to mind.
For instance Mr. P A Buultjens (a most outstanding cricketer in his day) claimed in his civics class in Form II in Trinity College that all man needs to live well were food, clothing and shelter. When then did education, health care, transport and other needs like security, human rights, entertainment come to be added to the list?
Some 40-odd years ago and before, parents could find places in schools of their choice for their children without scheming, planning teaching the little mites to lie before they could even pronounce their names properly. Every district had a government hospital, several government dispensaries and maternity homes. Every patient, whether rich or poor, was treated free of charge; quality medicines included.
If privacy was desired, hospital wards had cubicles and rooms with a variation in diet for which charges were levied. Plenty of medical practitioners were in the health service – competent, patient and caring. In those times there may have been just one or two private nursing homes in addition to such as the Joseph Frazer and Hatton Nursing Home, both managed by Trusts for the benefit of non-nationals living in the country.
The Ceylon Government Railway and many private bus companies provided the people’s needs of public transport. Hiring cars with distinguishing number plates of numerals in red catered to the richer passenger. In the eastern coastal areas and Jaffna, ferries conveyed passengers, vehicles and domestic animals across lagoons, rivers and shallows seas for nominal fees.
In Kandy the M Henry Bus Company operated within the town and its suburbs – Peradeniya, Katugastota, Ampitiya and Tennekumbura. The Silver Line Bus Company covered the Matale and Mahiyangana areas while the Madhyama Lanka Company served the upper Hill Country. These were well managed, buses ran to set timetables, passengers were issued tickets and given the correct change and treated like valued customers.
The Associated Newspapers of Ceylon Ltd transported its newspapers, with a limited number of passengers, in buses to the outstations leaving Lake House late at night carrying the day’s papers. The one and only incident connected with bus travel which I was subjected to and will never forget occurred in one of those buses to Kandy from Colombo. The bus was cruising at a steady 30 mph close to Nittambuwa, almost the whole road all to itself, hoodlights off, some passengers fast asleep, others dozing when suddenly a blood curdling yell came from a passenger in the middle of the bus.
The driver in his excitement or fear virtually stood on the brake pedal bringing the vehicle to a violent shuddering halt in the middle of the road throwing the half awake or sleeping passengers over their seats, under the seats and all over the narrow aisle. Some tried to squeeze themselves out when another full throated yell-Budhu Ammo, kava kava came from another direction. There was utter chaos with passengers searching frantically for physical injuries when at last the driver and conductor took charge of the situation bringing some order.
The two whose shouts caused all the mayhem were identified, questioned and the reptile they said bit them searched for. Soon a crab was found, then another and then a brown palm leaf bag with its mouth slightly open with crabs inside. The conductor, driver and bite victims and angry passengers were ready to draw blood and demanded the owner come forward. None did. Similar to the proceedings at an auction, the conductor called three times, but since no one was willing to face such a hostile crowd, he announced he would take the creatures home since his lamainge amma knew how to make a good crab curry to go with an arracku baage.
Barring such infrequent misadventures, bus and train travel in those days were uneventful with few complaints from passengers about overcrowding, delays, rudeness, being short-changed or pickpocketed. The situation now unfortunately is that almost daily we read of buses plunging down precipices due to mechanical failure in the bus or drunk driving; collisions with other vehicles or maiming or killing pedestrians; or if nothing else, work stoppages by bus crews when Traffic Police carry out their duties.
Accounts of train derailments, closure of whole sections of lines at short notice, ramming vehicles at unprotected level crossings for lack of even a bamboo across the road are common. Though rarely reported in newspapers, railway passengers complain of delays, dirty compartments, stench from toilets. Reading while travelling in a train is impractical due to severe jerks and conversation impossible due to the ear splitting noise of the running train- both due to years of neglect of tracks and trains.
Back to basics and attention to detail will correct these shortcomings which are comparatively inexpensive development projects which have far reaching benefits for almost everyone in the country who deserve better. We stretch out to tourists and build more and more accommodation for them. They too want a good public transport system to travel around at reasonable cost. A well coordinated road/rail service would be of immense benefit to locals and foreigners.
Why have standards of practically all services to the people of this country who contribute in one way or another to prop them up and pay their employees, declined so drastically over the last 50 odd years? I quote from a recent editorial in the Sunday Island to provide part of the answer. “By and large management of the state sector rather than the profit driven private sector proved less efficient and widened the field for political leadership to extend patronage to their supporters.
” Undoubtedly, private sector high-ups too did help their friends and relatives in companies they controlled but seldom at the expense of profit! It is well known that getting employment in the private sector was far easier than keeping the job. Efficiency, loyalty, excellent conduct were all a must if one was not to be the recipient of the dreaded pink slip.
To amplify that quote it could be added that discipline in its fullest sense in the national work force has broken down to alarming levels in the public sector and to a lesser degree in the private sector as well, in the last four or five decades. Those who should set examples are the large numbers of politicians we have. They could be the first to be placed in the dock. Many of these the country has produced since Independence are to be blamed, considering the influence on the people of this country they wield through their positions in society.
They fight tooth and nail, murder and injure their opponents and their supporters to ‘serve the people’ through Parliament, 18 Municipal Councils, 42 Urban Councils, 270 Pradeshiya Sabhas and the newer Provincial Councils. At the end of their period of office how many can truly claim to have made worthwhile contributions towards the improvement of any aspect of their voters lives.
In many instances of course, it is evident that they themselves acquired a great deal in terms of wealth in its many manifestations – girth around the middle being the most obvious and the absence of declarations of wealth or income tax returns. Reading a list of the obnoxious actions of some of these can spoil a good Sunday morning; hence suffice it say therefore they lack totally a sense of commitment and above all honour.
However, they carry on regardless and apparently thrive. So what better example for impressionable people, particularly the young? The shortest route to this kind of good life is first to tag onto a crooked politicians, then don a lily white national costume or the kapati kit, display a couple of gold rings, bracelets, an expensive mobile phone and talk with assumed authority on every conceivable topic – a lot of with promises thrown in which even they cannot dream of delivering.
A cabinet minister of several years ago, when the rot was being recognized and talked of said the cure was a little bit of totalitarian governance. Some agreed while others felt chills running down their spies. That government soon found itself in a sagrayak meda. Fortunately all is not finally lost. This country is blessed with decent, intelligent and sincere men and women in all walks of life and out of the political merry-go-round. They outnumber the scum but are as yet hardly audible and of course not listened to nor taken notice of by the swollen heads in power.
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Another Christmas, Another Disaster, Another Recovery Mountain to Climb
The 2004 Asian Tsunami erupted the day after Christmas. Like the Boxing Day Test Match in Brisbane, it was a boxing day bolt for Indonesia, Thailand, Sri Lanka, India and Maldives. Twenty one years later, in 2025, multiple Asian cyclones hit almost all the old victims and added a few more, including Malayasia, Vietnam and Cambodia. Indonesia and Sri Lanka were hit hard both times. Unlike the 2004 Tsunami, the 2025 cyclones made landfalls weeks before Christmas, during the Christian Season of Advent, the four-week period before Christmas preparing for the arrival of the Messiah. An ominously adventus manifestation of the nature’s fury.
Yet it was not the “day of wrath and doom impending … heaven and earth in ashes ending” – heavenly punishment for government lying, as an opposition politician ignorantly asserted. By that token, the gods must have opted to punish half a dozen other Asian countries for the NPP government’s lying in Sri Lanka. Or all those governments have been caught lying. Everyone is caught and punished for lying, except the world’s Commander in Chief for lying – Donald J. Trump. But as of late and none too sooner, President Trump is getting his punishment in spades. Who would have thought?
In fairness, even the Catholic Church has banished its old hymn of wrath (Dies irae, dies illa) that used to be sung at funerals from its current Missals; and it has on offer, many other hymns of peace and joy, especially befitting the Christmas season. Although this year’s Christmas comes after weeks of havoc caused by cyclonic storms and torrential rains, the spirit of the season, both in its religious and secular senses, will hopefully provide some solace for those still suffering and some optimism to everyone who is trying to uplift the country from its overflowing waterways and sliding slopes.
As the scale of devastation goes, no natural disaster likely will surpass the human fatalities that the 2004 Tsunami caused. But the spread and scale of this year’s cyclone destruction, especially the destruction of the island’s land-forms and its infrastructure assets, are, in my view, quite unprecedented. The scale of the disaster would finally seem to have sunk into the nation’s political skulls after a few weeks of cacophonic howlers – asking who knew and did what and when. The quest for instant solutions and the insistence that the government should somehow find them immediately are no longer as vehement and voluble as they were when they first emerged.
NBRO and Landslides
But there is understandable frustration and even fear all around, including among government ministers. To wit, the reported frustration of Agriculture Minister K.D. Lalkantha at the alleged inability of the National Building Research Organization (NBRO) to provide more specific directions in landslide warnings instead of issuing blanket ‘Level 3 Red Alerts’ covering whole administrative divisions in the Central Province, especially in the Kandy District. “We can’t relocate all 20 divisional secretariats” in the Kandy District, the Minister told the media a few weeks ago. His frustration is understandable, but expecting NBRO to provide political leaders with precise locations and certainty of landslides or no landslides is a tall ask and the task is fraught with many challenges.
In fairness to NBRO and its Engineers, their competence and their responses to the current calamity have been very impressive. It is not the fault of the NBRO that local disasters could not be prevented, and people could not be warned sufficiently in advance to evacuate and avoid being at the epicentre of landslides. The intensity of landslides this year is really a function of the intensity and persistence of rainfall this season, for the occurrence of landslides in Sri Lanka is very directly co-related to the amount of rainfall. The rainfall during this disaster season has been simply relentless.
Evacuation, the ready remedy, is easier said than socially and politically done. Minister Lal Kantha was exasperated at the prospect of evacuating whole divisional secretariats. This was after multiple landslides and the tragedies and disasters they caused. Imagine anybody seriously listening to NBRO’s pleas or warnings to evacuate before any drop of rainwater has fallen, not to mention a single landslide. Ignoring weather warnings is not peculiar to Sri Lanka, but a universal trait of social inertia.
I just lauded NBRO’s competence and expertise. That is because of the excellent database the NBRO professionals have compiled, delineating landslide zones and demarcating them based on their vulnerability for slope failure. They have also identified the main factors causing landslides, undertaken slope stabilization measures where feasible, and developed preventative and mitigative measures to deal with landslide occurrences.
The NBRO has been around since the 1980s, when its pioneers supplemented the work of Prof. Thurairajah at Peradeniya E’Fac in studying the Hantana hill slopes where the NHDA was undertaking a large housing scheme. As someone who was involved in the Hantana project, I have often thought that the initiation of the NBRO could be deemed one of the positive legacies of then Housing Ministry Secretary R. Paskaralingam.
Be that as it may, the NBRO it has been tracking and analyzing landslides in Sri Lanka for nearly three decades, and would seem to have come of age in landslides expertise with its work following 2016 Aranayake Landslide Disaster in the Kegalle District. Technically, the Aranayake disaster is a remarkable phenomenon and it is known as a “rain-induced rapid long-travelling landslide” (RRLL). In Kegalle the 2016 RRLL carried “a fluidized landslide mass over a distance of 2 km” and caused the death of 125 people. International technical collaboration following the disaster produced significant research work and the start of a five-year research project (from 2020) in partnership with the International Consortium on Landslides (ICL). The main purpose of the project is to improve on the early warning systems that NBRO has been developing and using since 2007.
Sri Lankan landslides are rain induced and occur in hilly and mountainous areas where there is rapid weathering of rock into surface soil deposits. Landslide locations are invariably in the wet zone of the country, in 13 districts, in six provinces (viz., the Central, Sabaragamuwa, Uva, Northwestern, Western and Southern, provinces). The Figure below (from NBRO’s literature) shows the number of landslides and fatalities every year between 2003 and 2021.
Based on the graphics shown, there would have been about 5,000 landslides and slope failures with nearly 1,000 deaths over 19 years between 2003 and 2021. Every year there was some landslide or slope failure activity. One notable feature is that there have been more deaths with fewer landslides and vice-versa in particular years. In 2018, there were no deaths when the highest number (1,250) of landslides and slope failures occurred that year. Although the largest number in an year, the landslides in 2018 could have been minor and occurred in unpopulated areas. The reasons for more deaths in, say, 2016 (150) or 2017 (250+), could be their location, population density and the severity of specific landslides.
NBRO’s landslide early warning system is based on three components: (1) Predicting rainfall intensity and monitoring water pressure build up in landslide areas; (2) Monitoring and observing signs of soil movement and slope instability in vulnerable areas; and (3) Communicating landslide risk level and appropriate warning to civil authorities and the local public. The general warnings to Watch (Yellow), be Alert (Brown), or Evacuate (Red) are respectively based on the anticipated rainfall intensities, viz., 75 mm/day, 100 mm/day; and 150 mm/day or 100 mm/hr. My understanding is that over the years, NBRO has established its local presence in vulnerable areas to better communicate with the local population the risk levels and timely action.
Besides Landslides
This year, the rain has been relentless with short-term intensities often exceeding the once per 100-year rainfall. This is now a fact of life in the era of climate change. Added to this was cyclone Ditwah and its unique meteorology and trajectory – from south to north rather than northeast to southwest. The cyclone started with a disturbance southwest of Sri Lanka in the Arabian Sea, traversed around the southern coast from west to east to southeast in the Bay of Bengal, and then cut a wide swath from south to north through the entire easterly half of the island. The origin and the trajectory of the cyclone are also attributed to climate change and changes in the Arabian Sea. The upshot again is unpredictability.
Besides landslides, the rainfall this season has inundated and impacted practically every watershed in the country, literally sweeping away roads, bridges, tanks, canals, and small dams in their hundreds or several hundreds. The longitudinal sinking of the Colombo-Kandy Road in the Kadugannawa area seems quite unparalleled and this may not be the only location that such a shearing may have occurred. The damages are so extensive and it is beyond Sri Lanka’s capacity, and the single-term capacity of any government, to undertake systematic rebuilding of the damaged and washed-off infrastructure.
The government has its work cutout at least in three areas of immediate restoration and long term prevention. On landslides warning, it would seem NBRO has the technical capacity to do what it needs to do, and what seems to be missing is a system of multi-pronged and continuous engagement between the technical experts, on the one hand, and the political and administrative powers as well as local population and institutions, on the other. Such an arrangement is warranted because the landslide problem is severe, significant and it not going to go away now or ever.
Such an engagement will also provide for the technical awareness of the problem, its mitigation and the prevention of serious fallouts. A restructuring could start from the assignment of ministerial responsibilities, and giving NBRO experts constant presence at the highest level of decision making. The engagement should extend down the pyramid to involve every level of administration, including schools and civil society organizations at the local level.
As for external resources, several Asian countries, with India being the closest, are already engaged in multiple ways. It is up to the government to co-ordinate and deploy these friendly resources for maximum results. Sri Lanka is already teamed with India for meteorological monitoring and forecasting, and with Japan for landslide research and studies. These collaborations will obviously continue but they should be focused to fill gaps in climate predictions, and to enhance local level monitoring and prevention of landslides.
To deal with the restoration of the damaged infrastructure in multiple watershed areas, the government may want to revisit the Accelerated Mahaweli Scheme for an approach to deal with the current crisis. The genesis and implementation of that scheme involved as many flaws as it produced benefits, but what might be relevant here is to approach the different countries who were involved in funding and building the different Mahaweli headworks and downstream projects. Australia, Britain, Canada, China, Italy, Japan, Sweden and Germany are some of the countries that were involved in the old Mahaweli projects. They could be approached for technical and financial assistance to restore the damaged infrastructure pieces in the respective watershed areas where these countries were involved.
by Rajan Philips ✍️
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Feeling sad and blue?
Here is what you can do!
Comedy and the ability to have a good laugh are what keep us sane. The good news to announce is that there are many British and American comedy shows posted up and available on the internet.
They will bring a few hours of welcome relief from our present doldrums.
Firstly, and in a class of its own, are the many Benny Hill shows. Benny is a British comedian who comes from a circus family, and was brought up in an atmosphere of circus clowning. Each show is carefully polished and rehearsed to get the comedy across and understood successfully. These clips have the most beautiful stage props and settings with suitable, amusing costumes. This is really good comedy for the mature, older viewer.
Benny Hill has produced shows that are “Master-Class” in quality adult entertainment. All his shows are good.
Then comes the “Not the Nine o’clock news” with Rowan Atkinson and his comedy team producing good entertainment suitable for all.
And then comes the “Two Ronnies” – Ronnie Barker and Ronnie Corbett, with their dry sense of humour and wit. Search and you will find other uplifting shows such as Dave Allen, with his monologues and humour.
All these shows have been broadcast in Britain over the last 50 years and are well worth viewing on the Internet.
Similarly, in The USA of America. There are some really great entertainment shows. And never forget Fats Waller in the film “Stormy Weather,” where he was the pianist in the unforgettable, epic, comedy song “Ain’t Misbehavin”. And then there is “Bewitched” with young and glamorous Samantha Stevens and her mother, Endora who can perform magic. It is amazing entertainment! This show, although from the 1970s was a milestone in US light entertainment, along with many more.
And do not overlook Charlie Chaplin and Laurel and Hardy, and all the Disney films. Donald Duck gives us a great wealth of simple comedy.
The US offers you a mountain of comedy and good humour on Youtube. All these shows await you, just by accessing the Internet! The internet channel, ‘You tube’ itself, comes from America! The Americans reach out to you with good, happy things right into your own living room!
Those few people with the ability to understand English have the key to a great- great storehouse of uplifting humour and entertainment. They are rich indeed!
by Priyantha Hettige
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Lalith A’s main enemy was lack of time and he battled it persistently
Presidential Mobile Service at Matara amid JVP terror
Like most Ministers, Mr. Athulathmudali over programmed himself. In this respect his was an extreme case. He was an early riser and after his morning walk and the usual routines of a morning, was ready for business by 6.30 a.m. In fact he once shocked an IMF delegation by fixing the appointment with it at this hour. The delegation had to be persuaded that they had heard right, and that the appointment was indeed for 6.30 a.m. and not 6.30 p.m. This desire to get through much as possible during a day inevitably led to certain imbalances. Certain matters which needed more time did not get that time, whilst at the level of officials, we felt that we needed more time with him, and quality time at that.
I had spoken to him several times on this subject. He always had good intentions and wanted to give us more time. But with his political, social and even intellectual responsibilities in regard to speaking engagements of a highly professional nature, it was not often possible to find this time. This situation was highlighted in a comic way, when one day on hearing that the minister had arrived in office for a short time, I grabbed some important papers which I wanted to discuss with him, and made for his room. When I entered, I found three officers, with files in their hands milling outside the door of the washroom. The minister was inside.
I suggested that we might as well form a queue outside the door, a queue which I also joined. An official who came after me also joined the queue. When the minister opened the door, to his great astonishment, and then to his amusement, he found five senior officials, including his Secretary lined up outside the bathroom door! It was funny and we made it funny. But the underlying intentions were quite serious, and we wanted to send him a message that we wanted more time with him. We had to however grab moments such as these in order to keep the flow of work going.One day he good humouredly said, “You all swamp me as I come in,” to which I lightly replied “As a distinguished lawyer you should know that possession is nine-tenths of the law, and now we are in possession of both your room and your attention.” Mr. Athulathmudali chuckled.
An important requirement under Mr. Athulathmudali was a report that had to be submitted to him if any official under his Ministry went abroad on official business. The report had to be reasonably brief, more analytical than descriptive and wherever possible or relevant contain specific recommendations in regard to the betterment of the officer’s area of work. Since the Ministry was quite large, a considerable number of officials went abroad for seminars, study tours, research collaboration, conferences, negotiations and so on. There were, therefore a significant number of reports coming to him. Many of these he read, and on some, he commented or asked questions or sought clarifications. What amazed us was how he found the time. His main enemy was time and he battled it with persistence and determination. Most of us were also in a similar position, and in this, his powerful example was a source of encouragement.
Duties not quite pleasant
As mentioned in several places in these memoirs, a senior public servant’s or a Secretary’s job is not always a pleasant one. At the level of the hierarchy of officials the buck stops with you. Thereafter, when necessary, battling the minister becomes your business. I used to insist to my officials that I needed a good brief. I was not prepared to go and start an argument with a minister unless I was in possession of the full facts. Interpretation was my business. But I needed verifiable facts and authentic figures. Officers who worked with me were soon trained to comply with these requirements. After that was done, if there was any flak, it was my business to take it upon myself. On one such occasion, I had to speak rather firmly to the acting Minister, Mr. G.M. Premachandra. He was young, energetic and even aggressive and was somewhat of a “stormy petrel.” He was an effective speaker in the Sinhala e and could be a formidable debater.
When he became State Minister for Food, he took it upon himself to probe everything. He started getting involved in administrative matters, the implications of which he did not understand, and the details of which he had no time for. During the course of these he not only started criticizing officials liberally, but also employed innuendo to suggest that they were corrupt. When interested parties got to know this, they fed him with halftruths and sometimes plain lies. This naturally confirmed the suspicions in his own mind. He blindly felt around and got hold of some tail and thought that was the elephant. The State Secretary, Mr. Sapukotana, an experienced and balanced official tried his best to advice the minister of the consequences of his actions.
Senior officials in the Food Department were being kept off balance much of the time. Paralysis as creeping into the decision making process. No one was taking decisions because taking decisions risked misinterpretation, suspicion and innuendo. The Deputies were pushing papers up to the Food Commissioner, and soon the Food Commissioner was pushing papers up to the State Secretary. Matters were getting really serious, because delays in calling for and deciding on tenders, attending to commercial disputes and so on were bound to have a serious effect on the availability of timely food supplies, and the maintaining of food security.
Mr. Sapukotana kept me informed from time to time of the developing situation. He tried his best to handle it without disturbing me. But it gradually came to a point that we were both of the view that my intervention was necessary. I took an opportunity that presented itself after a “mini cabinet” meeting which Mr. Premachandra chaired as Acting Minister. I asked him whether he would stay back for a moment. His Secretary seemed embarrassed to stay, but I asked him also to sit. Thereafter, I politely but firmly explained to the minister, the consequences of his actions.
I asked him whether he was aware that nobody was prepared to take a decision in the food sector. I pointed out that should disaster strike, Minister Athulathmudali would certainly ask him for an explanation. I told him further, that in such a contingency, that we as officials will have to tell the truth to the minister. The acting minister listened in silence. I wondered as to what forces of counter attack were gathering in his breast. He did not have the reputation of bowing meekly to a challenge and here I was calling into question his entire approach to his work.
Ultimately when he spoke, he said something that we least expected and which took us completely by surprise. He said that he listened carefully to me; he said that until now he had not realized the gravity of the situation that his actions were precipitating. Then to my great astonishment he said: “You have given me advice like a parent, like a father. Even parents don’t always give such good advice. I will act according to your advice.” Mr. Sapukotana and I were rendered speechless. This was one more of the many experiences I had in public service, where the totally unexpected had occurred.
Through my experience I have been convinced that one should not shirk one’s duty to advice ministers. This duty has to be performed in the public interest and one should not be deterred by possible consequences. However, there is a way and manner of giving this advice. One has to be polite. One should not adopt a confrontational attitude. In my experience, some of these “consequences” which people fear are more imagined than real, and ministers and politicians do not always act according to their perceived public characteristics. On this occasion Mr. Premachandra was a case in point.
Presidential Mobile Service – Matara
The second Presidential Mobile Service was to be held at Matara on November 3, 1989. This was a time of intense JVP activity when the country was gripped by fear. The decision to hold the service in Matara in the deep south was it a sense a challenge to the JVP. Rumours were rife that they would disrupt activities. We were to leave during the early morning of Nov. 3 and this itself was scary. In fact the country had reached a stage where there was very little traffic on the roads after about 9 p.m. We had now to leave for Matara to face an unknown situation leaving home around 4.30 in the morning.
When we left, we noticed that there was hardly any traffic on the roads. All around was in pitch darkness. Even some of the street lights were not functioning. It was quite eerie. We made our way past numerous check points at a couple of which we were stopped.
All this was not a comfortable experience. One felt apprehension. I was booked at the Weligama rest house but when I reached it I found that the power had been disrupted by the JVP during the previous night. We would have to be without lights or fans. But what was far worse was that the disruption of power had affected the pumping of water and the toilets could not be flushed.
The rest house was in short uninhabitable. The authorities there informed us that power would be restored by evening. But none of us had confidence that this would be done or if done, that it would not be disrupted again during the night. Some of us therefore decided to make alternative arrangements, which were not easy to make. Most of the hotels in the vicinity of Matara and even somewhat beyond had already been booked. Eventually, after a diligent search and with the assistance of friends, I found myself a room at Koggala Beach hotel.
This was an immense relief. In fact, it turned out to be much more than mere relief because of the interesting crowd of public servants in occupation. They were a jolly group of story tellers who had a variety of the most hilarious anecdotes to retail, which spared no one. When we reached the hotel at the end of a tiring day, we were able to forget the grim reality outside. Perhaps we really needed to laugh our cares away. Most of us had been subjected to considerable strain for a significant period of time.
At the mobile service itself in the Rahula College premises where the service was held was almost completely deserted on the first day. People were afraid to defy a JVP ban on attending. On the second day however the dam burst. People flocked in from all quarters and directions jamming the space and facilities available. Long queues formed outside areas allocated to all Ministries. The people themselves had suffered due to the disruption of their lives and activities, and when some relief seemed available, one day was all they could contain themselves however dire the threat. They voted with their feet.
On that second day we couldn’t finish at 5 p.m. There were so many people that hours were extended till 6.30 p.m. By the time we got back to our hotels, it was well past 8 p.m. Usually, the third day of the service was a half day, where we finished by 1 p.m., had lunch and started for home. But because of the lost first day and the crowds, the third day was extended to 5 p.m. But that was the official time. Many of us were stuck till about 7 p.m. We did not want to abandon the people still in the queue and who were now looking pretty desperate that they would not be attended to. They had suffered much. This meant once again traveling in the dark, this time to get home.
(Excerpted from In Pursuit of Governance, autobiography of MDD Peiris)
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